Victim, my friend, get out!
Dancing and shaking and most of all, electric.
Lights on, Lights off.
Everyone hit the ground. she was beautiful like cancer.
She was beautiful, but she helped you into the ground. Mayday! Mayday!
A heart-shaped enemy, never underestimate.
Samson was impressed as well.
I helped you carry all the dead folks that we knew, but you fell in love.
You fell asleep and strait into the ground she marches on, one by one.
I open up the earth and let myself in.
I bleed into the dirt, all in all, my friend, I am giving in.
Wake up! She marches on one by one.
She is the wind, the setting sun.
Death in death, love lost.
They lost their voice in the choir.